A secret place belonging to the monster area.
Several beings with terrifying auras gathered in one room. They all had human bodies and looks, but they were somewhat different from ordinary people.
"Long, when will you be able to arrange the formation?"
said a stooped old man. He was holding a cane with one hand, and the joints of his hands exposed outside his sleeves and robes were extremely thick.
The man called "Long" had an extremely burly body. He replied angrily: "I don't know."
"have no idea?"
The old man banged his crutch on the ground and said angrily: "Your progress is the slowest on that part!"
"Ni Ya Palace is too careful. What can I do?"
Long's voice was dull, more aggrieved than complaining.
The old man was silent for a while, and everyone else had their own thoughts and said nothing.
"Oh, that's all," the old man sighed deeply, "slow down, don't let Ni Ya Palace notice it. This matter is very important, so be cautious."
Long responded dully.
The old man then asked others about the progress of the formation.
After asking, he looked around and snorted.
"That tiger isn't coming."
Someone replied: "She said last time she wouldn't participate."
"Not participating? This is a major event that affects the future of all of us demon cultivators. Does she think she can be alone?"
The old man cursed a few words, and seemed to realize that he had no real way to deal with it, so he could only say angrily: "When my Lord succeeds, I will have her good harvest!"
After he finished speaking, he didn't get the reaction he wanted from other people, and several people even seemed hesitant to speak.
The old man narrowed his eyes with a sinister expression: "What do you mean? Don't you still believe in my Lord?"
"It's not that I don't believe it. We all see the Lord's strength and potential, but..."
The speaker raised his hand, pointed to the top of his head quickly, then quickly put it down, and said with uneasiness and hesitation: "How can we ensure that we can reach that height?"
This was a question shared by everyone present, and everyone focused their attention on the old man.
The old man sneered and said: "There is no guarantee. I only ask you one question, which of you can be willing to be stepped on by others forever?"
No one answered for a while.
The old man's sharp and gloomy eyes wandered around the field.
"I'm not willing to give in! You must know that thousands of years ago, we demon cultivators were evenly matched with human cultivators, and we had countless caves, blessed places, and fairy dojos. It's not like today, when we are forced to these poor mountains and rivers, and even need to kill each other to gain enough cultivation. Resources. How long do you want to live like this?"
Still no one responded, but there was an air of anger and murderousness brewing in the room.
"I understand your concerns. That person is a supreme being that is difficult to reach. But now that you have the opportunity, do you have to give it up in vain?"
When the old man got excited, his cane hit the ground with spider web-like cracks.
After a brief silence, someone responded in a low voice: "Yes, it is indeed true. I am so unwilling to do so."
"Anyway, let's set up the formation first and then talk about it."
"Well, if it really comes to that point, I will fully support the Lord."
"Even if it doesn't work, I still have to bite off a few pieces of human flesh and blood to let them know that we demon cultivators are not easy to bully."
After hearing these words, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief.
…
The trial is over.
Shu Pinghui stood up, stretched his muscles, and said, "It's quite interesting. There are quite a few capable people in the outer sect."
Tang Zhile agreed.
Shu Pinghui asked him: "By the way, why didn't you sign up?"
Tang Zhile smiled and said, "I just switched to martial arts training and got out of seclusion not long ago. I'm still not familiar with the techniques, so signing up is in vain."
"It's just because it needs to be polished that I should sign up. There are a lot of benefits to be gained from fighting with the elders. If I were you, I would sign up. At least I can accumulate experience."
Tang Zhile said simply: "Okay, I'll remember it."
Shu Pinghui said again: "It's a pity that Yin Xueze didn't come to see... Hey, he locked himself up, so where is Junior Brother Zhao?"
Hearing this, Wu Yaochen, who was looking elsewhere, turned his eyes.
Tang Zhile said matter-of-factly: "Of course I'm guarding the door."
Wu Yaochen: "Go and have a look."
Tang Zhile: "Huh?"
Shu Pinghui: "Don't you want to bully other people? Do you remember the last time someone attacked you?"
Wu Yaochen said amusedly: "Miss Shu, can't you just think of me? Don't you want to ask Yin Xueze to apply for the solo assessment together? Isn't now a good opportunity?"
Shu Pinghui: "Are you sure he is willing to come out to see us? Not to mention you are here." She looked Wu Yaochen up and down, "It's still a matter of debate whether Junior Brother Zhao will let us get close to Yin Xueze's cave."
"..."
Wu Yaochen touched his nose and looked at Jing Yingrong.
"With Senior Sister Jing here, we can probably benefit from it."
Jing Yingrong looked back at him blankly.
Shu Pinghui said mercilessly: "You are the only one who takes advantage of this. I have not offended Junior Brother Zhao."
Tang Zhile left because he had something to do, so the three of them immediately went to Yin Xueze's cave.
As a result, he was stopped halfway.
"Lan Chucui, what are you doing?"
Shu Pinghui stared at the person in front of him with an unkind look on his face.
Lan Chucui smiled softly and said, "I'm just here to say hello. Junior Sister Shu doesn't need to regard me as an enemy."
"whispering sound."
Shu Pinghui rolled her eyes in return.
Lan Chucui smiled at Wu Yaochen, and finally looked at Jing Yingrong.
"I'll wait for you at the inner door."
She said this with deep eyes.
Jing Yingrong: "What are you waiting for me to do?"
Lan Chucui didn't expect Jing Yingrong to ask this question, and was stunned on the spot.
"Waiting for you... uh..."
Jing Yingrong: "Is there anything we can't do now?"
Lan Chucui: "..."
She turned away with a livid face.
Jing Yingrong cast her questioning gaze on Shu Pinghui, who was snickering.
Shu Pinghui: "She's waiting to be pissed off by you, hahahaha."
When they arrived outside Yin Xueze's cave, they saw Zhao Jinxu sitting at the door with his hands on his knees from a distance.
He buried his head until Shu Pinghui called him, then raised his head and looked at the three of them blankly.
Zhao Jinxu frowned obviously when he saw Wu Yaochen, but when he saw the reflection in the mirror, Zhao Jinxu hesitated for a moment and opened the formation outside the cave.
"Senior Sister Jing..."
After the three of them approached, Zhao Jinxu only stared at Jing Yingrong with a pitiful expression.
"Brother Xueze doesn't see me."
Jing Yingrong: "You want him to come out?"
Zhao Jinxu nodded repeatedly.
Jing Yingrong stepped forward and knocked politely on the door.
Shu Pinghui: "Rongrong, this won't work, you have to say it."
Before he finished speaking, the door opened.
Yin Xueze looked at Jing Yingrong expressionlessly, his eyes irritated and helpless.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
Jing Yingrong: "Do you want to apply for the single assessment?"
Yin Xueze was stunned, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said: "Go."
